All I can say is “I, too, like to write fan fiction to help me sleep at night”

The alt-text on that image tho: “Mature bearded Caucasian man feeling upset after being resigned from successful company.” 😅

Ideally: Would try to heal from the current hell and go back to studying/writing/performing music but I feel like I’m too far damaged to really enjoy it without fear and anxiety that I should be doing something else. So then would try to focus on agronomic research and trying to implement sustainable agri/permaculture at large scale for staple items like grains and tree fruits, and at small/home scale for fresh greens and softer fruits. One can dream.

Most likely: Obsessively try to do everything to protect the revolution and die of a heart attack way too young. I guess I’m channeling my inner Lenin or something.